Tuesday, September 21, 2010

NOT a telemarketer.

I have seven minutes until my shift at Direct Alliance ends, and with every passing second I'm hoping and praying that no one calls in.

Perhaps I'm being a bit dramatic, but if your days were filled with whiney customers and protests over installation costs you might have a little sympathy.



Curses. I was able to write for about twenty seconds before a customer called in. And would you guess it, they were inquiring about installation costs! Not everything can be giving to you free, and if you believe otherwise you had better wake up and smell the coffee! And take off your Obama bumper sticker while you're at it. Two minutes left.



A nice guy with a bizarre first and last name, I couldn't begin to announce it. Now 3:34. I love my job. Ciao.